Grandma got run over by a reindeer
Walking home from our house Christmas eve
You can say there's no such thing as Santa
But as for me and Grandpa, we believe

She'd been drinkin' too much egg nog
And we'd begged her not to go
But she'd left her medication
So she stumbled out the door into the snow
When they found her Christmas mornin'
At the scene of the attack
There were hoof prints on her forehead
And incriminatin' Claus marks on her back

Grandma got run over by a reindeer
Walkin' home from our house Christmas eve
You can say there's no such thing as Santa
But as for me and Grandpa, we believe

I don't think I have one particular favorite song. I usually latch on to a song for a few months, listening to it over and over, then move on to another song. I cycle through my blues and rock n'roll favorites, going back to old songs every so often. The truly good ones always sound new.

And last but not least, my current favorite, Carrie Underwood, "Inside Your Heaven"

Selections subject to change if my memory returns...

Oh yes, and two folk rock masterpieces by, The Strawbs:

"The Hangman & the Papist"
(Protestant brother is forced to hang his own Catholic brother for sassing the king of England).

"Beside The Rio Grande" (OK, the back story on this one is, a preacher goes into the American Southwest, talks about love and peace, then gets strung up for his troubles. This gem is actually a parody on the Passion of Christ (in Am))!